Nan Xin blushed deeply as she got up and put her underwear back on.
“Doctor Ji, can I give birth to this baby?”
She nervously glanced at the tall figure standing beside the sink, his back slightly bent as he washed his hands. His long, well-defined fingers rested beneath the running water, and the veins on his exposed forearm stood out faintly, making it difficult not to imagine things.
Ji Zhouye’s gaze fell on her. His dark eyes were unfathomable, filled with undisguised indifference.
“Is your married life… unsatisfactory?”
Nan Xin’s face instantly turned bright red.
She bit her lip and nodded shyly. “Yes… We’ve only done it once.”
“Once?”
“Wh-What’s wrong with that?”
Nan Xin nervously tugged at the hem of her clothes, repeatedly reminding herself that there was no distinction between men and women in a doctor’s eyes.
But when her gaze fell on his long, well-defined fingers, the scene from the examination earlier involuntarily flashed through her mind. Her breathing immediately became a complete mess.
To distract herself, she deliberately shifted her gaze toward the medical records beneath Doctor Ji’s hand.
The man’s handwriting was neat and elegant, completely unlike the messy handwriting people associated with doctors. Every stroke was clean and orderly.
“Your body is too weak, and you’re showing signs of a threatened miscarriage. If you want to keep the baby, you’ll need to stay in the hospital for observation. I recommend that you notify your family immediately.”
Nan Xin’s face turned pale.
She had been extremely careful throughout her pregnancy and had been receiving injections to prevent a miscarriage. Recently, she had begun feeling unwell, so she had gone through special connections to get an appointment with an expert.
She never expected that she would actually be showing signs of a miscarriage.
She gripped the hem of her dress tightly.
“Doctor, as long as I can give birth to this baby, I’m willing to do anything!”
They had been married for three years. Because Fu Beichen had once said that he “didn’t like children,” he had never touched her since the day they got married.
This pregnancy had been an accident that happened while he was drunk.
Nan Xin was terrified that Fu Beichen would refuse to keep the child, so for the first time, she had gone against his wishes.
While he was away on a six-month business trip to M Country, she secretly began taking injections to protect the pregnancy. She even drank so much traditional Chinese medicine that she developed stomach bleeding, all to barely keep the baby safe until the seventh month.
As long as they had a child together, their increasingly cold marriage could surely still be saved…
“Whether you decide to keep the baby or not, your family will still need to sign the consent forms.”
The cold voice beside her seemed to have already seen through her thoughts.
Nan Xin froze for a moment. The increasingly desperate thoughts in her mind gradually became clear because of Ji Zhouye’s words.
She bit her lip and finally made up her mind.
“All right. I’ll call him now.”
When she left the examination room, the next pregnant woman entered.
This was a high-end private hospital, so there weren’t many patients. Nan Xin found an empty spot in the hallway and dialed Fu Beichen’s number.
The first call went unanswered.
The second call was also unanswered.
It wasn’t until the third call that someone finally picked up.
But the person who answered wasn’t her husband, Fu Beichen.
It was the childish voice of a little girl.
“Daddy is kissing Mommy right now. Why are you being so annoying?”
Nan Xin instantly froze.
Before she could question her, a familiar man’s voice came from the phone, gentle and coaxing in a way she had never heard before.
“Nuannuan, be good. Give the phone to Daddy.”
“Daddy, weren’t you kissing Mommy on the balcony? How come you came out so quickly?”
“Nuannuan, stop fooling around.”
A gentle woman’s voice followed, carrying a hint of reproach.
“Beichen, you always spoil her like this. Nuannuan is going to be spoiled rotten.”
Fu Beichen chuckled softly.
“Our Nuannuan is already four years old. When are you finally going to marry me?”
“Stop talking nonsense. You already have a family.”
“You know very well that I married her only to get back at you for pushing me away back then.”
Fu Beichen’s voice turned cold, filled with undisguised disgust.
“A useless vase like Nan Xin disgusts me so much that I haven’t even touched her once in these three years. She probably still thinks the man she was with that night was me.”
His words struck Nan Xin’s heart like a bolt of thunder.
Her face instantly turned deathly pale.
That night’s man wasn’t him.
Then who was the man she had been with…?
The sudden blow made Nan Xin’s stomach churn, while a sharp pain began spreading through her abdomen.
But she had no time to care.
Her mind was filled with what had happened seven months ago.
Seven months ago.
Fu Beichen had suddenly taken her out to a social gathering.
They had been married for three years, yet Fu Beichen had almost never taken her anywhere. They had not even held a wedding ceremony. Only their parents knew that they had registered their marriage.
So Nan Xin had been incredibly happy that day.
From the very first moment she met Fu Beichen at the age of eighteen, she had fallen in love with him. For six years, she had silently stayed by his side.
Eventually, Fu Beichen finally noticed her and impulsively married her.
That day, she had inexplicably drunk a great deal of alcohol. When she woke up, she was alone and naked in a hotel room, while Fu Beichen had already left for a business trip to M Country.
She had always believed that she and Fu Beichen had been together that night.
At that moment, messages from her journalist best friend, Shen Zhixia, began flooding in, accompanied by several clear photographs.
“Xinxin, what’s going on?! Why is your husband with your sister?”
In the photographs, Fu Beichen was wearing a black trench coat. He held a little girl in a pink princess dress with one hand while holding the hand of a woman wearing sunglasses with the other.
Although only the woman’s profile was visible, Nan Xin recognized her at a glance.
It was her biological sister—Nan Yu!
The way he carefully lowered his head to adjust the woman’s scarf was filled with a tenderness and care that Nan Xin had never received from him.
Warm fluid began flowing from between her legs, and the cramping pain in her abdomen suddenly intensified.
After three years of marriage, her sister already had a four-year-old child with her husband.
The photographs before her seemed to be telling Nan Xin that the six years she had spent secretly loving him and the three years of her marriage had all been nothing but a joke.
She laughed.
Since Fu Beichen was so eager to be cuckolded, she would give him exactly what he wanted!
Nan Xin returned to the examination room. Her voice was so calm that it was devoid of emotion.
“My husband cheated on me. I’ll sign the consent form for the procedure myself.”
Ji Zhouye, who had been looking down and writing in her medical records, suddenly stopped.
He raised his head and met the woman’s reddened eyes and resolute expression.
The next moment, his pupils contracted.
He immediately stood up and rushed toward Nan Xin.
The instant her body went limp, he swept her up into his arms.
Blood from beneath her body stained Ji Zhouye’s white coat red, but he had no time to care. He rushed toward the emergency room with long strides.
“The pregnant woman is hemorrhaging! Prepare for surgery immediately!”
M Country.
Fu Beichen took the phone back from Nuannuan. When he saw the name “Nan Xin” in the call history, he froze for a moment. A strange sense of irritation immediately rose in his heart.
Had Nan Xin heard everything they had just said?
He disliked Nan Xin because, back then, she had used a study-abroad opportunity to force Nan Yu, who was heavily pregnant, to leave the country and endure a difficult life abroad. That was why he had treated her coldly for the past three years.
But there was no denying that she had been a good wife.
The thought of everything becoming a mess somehow made him feel reluctant to let her go…
At that moment, a pair of fair hands wrapped around him from behind.
Nan Yu’s gentle voice came from behind him, accompanied by a helpless sigh.
“Beichen, why don’t you go back to Xinxin? If Xinxin finds out that the child she’s carrying isn’t yours, and that she was adopted from an orphanage by our parents, at least she’ll still have you by her side. Otherwise, she’ll be so heartbroken.”
“That’s what she deserves!”
Fu Beichen sneered.
“Not only does she have to give up her position as Mrs. Fu, she also has to leave with nothing. I want her to experience the suffering you went through back then.”